Don’t worry – I won’t ! No obvious topic sprang to mind and I’ve been happily wrapped up writing a book, which is what this is all about anyway. So, today’s a day for a short, few words from other people:

“Like stones, words are laborious and unforgiving, and the fitting of them together, like the fitting of stones, demands great patience and strength of purpose and particular skill.” – Edmund Morrison

And in the words of Willie Nelson

“You can’t make a record if you ain’t got nothing to say.”

So rather than squeeze my brain to extract some drivel, I confess to being seduced by the sun – as it hasn’t been out for weeks – and anyway, this morning I drank too much coffee to sit still.

So, boots on, I walked through the sunlit ruins of an old church and took a moment to listen to birds singing out from ancient yew trees.

No great inspiration hit me for a blog – I’ve been teasing my brain with remembered feelings, trying to catch the elusive words to describe the loss of self that accompanies hormone therapy. Having quietened my restless mind in the promise of spring, the words finally arrived.

It’s been a very good day and all I can offer are again, someone else’s words, while I..

..“Fill the paper with the breathings of my (your) heart.” – William Wordsworth

Thank you for your astounding support – it comes at me everywhere I go and is amazing motivation

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Lisa Reiter

My name is Lisa and in 2000, aged 34, I was diagnosed with terminal cancer (Endometrial Stromal Sarcoma) and given less than 6 months to live. After floundering around getting my head around cancer not being as curable as the adverts of the time were suggesting, I delved into an unknown and for me, a then uncomfortable world of 'alternative' therapies.
Fifteen years on, I'm still here. As my oncologist said at one point, I'm an 'experiment of one' which means no scientist would like to draw conclusions! However, I am far from alone in getting success from looking to diet and mind-body techniques to help my body to do its own healing.
It was several years before I was out of the woods and in 2008, I went 'down' with post traumatic stress disorder related to the trauma of facing death and leaving my young son, motherless. Having been through successful treatment for that, my interest in psychology was rekindled and I went on to do an MSc in Memory and Its Disorders.
I was just getting going pursuing coaching psychology when the loss of three friends to cancer way, way before their time, shook me to the core once again. It reminded me that every second needs to count. After many requests and much support from friends, family, my ever tolerant husband and now, a publisher, I am finally getting my story down on paper.
I aim to tell it honestly but to focus on the positive and what I have learned along the way. I'm using this blog to keep me company as well as discuss the challenges of writing about it all. I also hope to check my understanding of what others might want to hear about.
If I manage to inspire just one person to feel a bit more in control of their own battle, the writing will all have been worth while.